the best gifst you give me everyday:
your smile,
your hugs;
your laughter
your touch.
your hands,
your head on my shoulder;
your lips,
your kiss.
your eyes,
your tears;
your heart,
your love.
you.

it's been a while. ei, i went overboard the other day and got myself a digital camera. LOL. hope things'll look up for the remainder of the year. yeah. might get hitched. who knows, db?

i don't know how i'd feel when i'd walk the aisle. dammit, hope i don't breakdown and cry LOL it's gonna be a real experience though. hope i live through it.
honestly,i'm a bit anxious about it; hopefully, this'll pass.

my bestfriend dropped by this afternoon (together with his new flavor of the month he aptly calls his "asawa"- a 30-something guy who's from makati), and messed everything up with grace. good thing i fixed things after he left. *sigh* don't you just hate it when your best man hates the bride (and versa).

i'm in quite a fix here LOL hope things turn out ok.
still here. gimme a holler.

FOUND THIS IN MY MAIL. VERY RELEVANT TO MY SCHOOL'S VALUES FORMATION GOALS.

What do you get when you mix red and yellow? Orange, of course.

So why do so many of us see the world in black and white. Every one of us knows exactly what is right and what is wrong. Funny how our certain knowledge differs from person to person. Could we both be right? In most cases, yes. Because we are all seeing orange, just different shades of it.

In a few cases, someone mixes red and yellow and sees blue. Oops. We have a problem. But most of us know the difference between right and wrong, appropriate and inappropriate, etc.

What to do? Hold on to your beliefs and values, as they are important to who you are. But respect others whose views might not be identical. After all, they are not you, and their beliefs and values are important to who they are, too.

when Jesus walked the earth,
He saw man in his worst and best times.
he accepted him for who and what we were.
but you know what's ironic about it?
we didn't.

everything in this earth is created twice (Covey, 2006).
and yet, why aren't we happy?



things are never what they seem;
but they hurt just as much.



God knows everything thereof;
so what littlest knowledge man is left with,
we use not considerably.
pitiful. pure pity.

parine ka
sinsay muna
akapin ang umagang
luha man ang dala'y
may liwanag pa din; kahit pa
pita mo'y lugmok,
walanag saysay- pulos dusa.
oy, parine ka't
sinsay muna.

it has been a while. lotsa things happened.
fights. OTHER fights. other people. other hearts.
more tears. more sweat. lotsa other fights.
lotsa other things. gibberish, i know.

losing people is something i'm an expert at.
deember's coming up; i just hope i don't lose everything.
i hope i don't lose my sanity.

i have nothing to talk about other than
things that should not be talked about-
now i'm starting to feel like my capacity to move people
is slowly diminishing; that i might not be the same as before.
i've become more indifferent, at times; i hate it.

i don't know how this'll continue.
she's right. i AM not fully happy.
i dunno when i'll see more smiles than indifference.
hopefully, soon.

the bellfry cries of the widow's song;
she weeps for the vestment that walks the night-
all billowy, soft and yet
scathed by tears, scars, shrieks, love, defiance.
hail, the bellfry kisses the night;
she wails for reality that never was.
she slithers into the sand, not knowing
the sand is quicken; it shows no mercy.